Ch 401-409

"Are you all ready?" Lupin asked loudly. After seeing Harry and Malfoy nodding, Lupin put a red hat out of the cage.

Ivan also lifted the petrification spell he had imposed at the same time, allowing the other red hat to regain his mobility.

These red hats who have been cast the confusion curse have completely lost their minds, and can't notice the surrounding wizards at all, and will only follow the instinct to attack the closest person.

Harry and Malfoy saw that Ivan was so easy to cast spells before, but when they faced them in person, they realized that this creature was not so easy to deal with.

Although the red hats were not tall enough to hit them on the shoulders when they jumped up, the crazy, as if not afraid of death, aura on their faces made the two of them a little scared.

"Faint!" Harry nervously learned the way Ivan had just released the spell.

A magical beam quickly flew out, but deviated and hit the wall behind the red cap.

For Harry, who lacks combat experience, it is not easy to hit a fast-moving target, not to mention that the red cap is smaller and farther apart, making it even more difficult to hit.

"Harry! Don't panic, calculate the distance... wait for the red cap to get closer before using magic! Yes, that's right... just now, calm down... cast spells!" Ivan pointed out Harry should How to find the right time.

Harry carefully remembered it in his heart, and patiently followed the nervousness in his heart, calmly waiting for the red cap to approach before releasing the coma spell again.

A brilliant red light was ignited from the top of the magic wand. This time it hit the target, and the red cap in the running staggered to the ground. After struggling twice, he fainted.

Malfoy on the other side was frantic.

Although Lupin pointed to him to use the curse to expel the red hat, Malfoy, who originally had an opinion on Lupin, was obviously not prepared to respond according to the method given by Lupin.

He directly used a black magic that he learned from nowhere, and with good luck, he hit the red hat in the chest.

However, Malfoy had obviously overestimated his magic level. The cursed red hat was not immediately knocked down, but instead rushed in fiercely.

Malfoy was a little panicked, and he released two spells, one missed out, and the other blew off the red cap's right arm.

But at this moment, the red hat with his broken arm rushed forward, his face grim, and his mouth was yelling, Malfoy was panicked and didn't know what to do, so he could only yell in horror.

"Save me... Save me..."

"All petrification!" Along with Lupin's gentle voice, a burst of light hit the red cap, and the red cap, which was maintaining an offensive posture, was fixed in front of Malfoy.

The red hat's right arm was dripping with blood, and the claws on the left arm would catch Malfoy's arm only ten centimeters away.

Malfoy's face turned red and white, and he looked at Lupin angrily, thinking that Lupin must have seen him make a fool of himself, so he would deliberately wait until the last minute to rescue him.

Lupin didn't care much about Malfoy's attitude. He pointed out Malfoy's mistakes in the battle and encouraged him to try again.

Malfoy stood impatiently and returned to his original position. This time he didn't dare to mess around, and honestly followed Lupin's command to release the curse. Using a kind of magic to expel the red hat, this guy was confused.

Seeing that the previous "powerful enemy" Red Hat lost his goal and hurried around in a panic, and finally hit the wall with his head, Malfoy also sighed fiercely, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Malfoy was a little awkward just thinking that he had done it under Lupin's teachings.

After Harry and Malfoy defeated the Red Hats, more and more little wizards volunteered to try.

Unlike dealing with Bogut, which is only scary creatures, the red hat looks fierce, but it is a real magical creature that can cause harm to people!

This kind of excitement is still very new to these little wizards who have never experienced life and death battles. Some little wizards even mistakenly believe that this is a real battle, and after winning, proudly boast that what they are fighting is very calm. Not afraid at all!

However, about one-third of the little wizards encountered various situations when they faced the Red Hat for the first time.

When it was Seamus's turn, he was even more anxious and cast a spell on Neville's body not far away. If Ivan hadn't reacted in time to bless poor Neville with an iron curse, he would have to Hidden...

Fortunately, when the get out of class was about to end, every little wizard had successfully mastered the skills to deal with red hats, and there was no initial panic in the fight.

This makes after this Defence Against the Dark Arts class, most of the little wizards feel that they have become a lot stronger all at once, and they are full of praise for Lupin. The two consecutive interesting and exciting courses have been completely conquered. Up them.

"Professor Lupin's class is really great! Last time it was Bogut, this time it was Red Hat, I don't know what it will be next time?"

"He is the best Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor I have ever seen!"

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The little wizards were talking about each other, these words were naturally heard by Lu Ping, and he smiled faintly, but also a little emotional.

These months at Hogwarts can be regarded as his most relaxing and happiest days in these years.

There is no discrimination, you can enjoy delicious meals, and have a considerable salary.

Even teaching is not a task for him, because it is a very happy thing for him to communicate with these naughty and interesting students~www.mtlnovel.com~Lupin expects his identity It's best to never be discovered.

After returning from the classroom all the way to his office, Lupin took out the wolf's poison potion with him from the pocket of the wizard robe and prepared to drink it.

Calculate the time, the night of the full moon should be in these few days, if you can drink it in advance...

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Lupin stopped the movement in his hand immediately, put the wolf poison potion into the drawer in a panic, and then adjusted his emotions before speaking.

"come in!"

"Hello, Professor Lupin!" Ivan opened the door and walked in. After nodding, he closed the door with his backhand.

After thinking about it, Ivan felt that it was not safe again, so he simply locked the door directly so that no one would come in and overheard during the conversation.

Lupin saw Ivan's door-locking action in his eyes, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart. He felt that he...may not be able to survive today...

Since learning about Ivan's deeds at Hogwarts, Lupin has been in anxiety for a long time, for fear that one day Ivan will come to the door to expose his identity as a werewolf and drive himself out of school. .

Especially after Snape calculated himself a few days ago and showed the wolf poison potion in front of Ivan, Lupin became even more disturbed.

After experiencing such a relaxed and happy teaching life, he naturally did not want to return to the old days of having no fixed place and food.

Fortunately, after these few days, Ivan didn't bother him. This discovery made Lupin really relieved, thinking that Ivan had not discovered his identity and acted naturally.

It's a pity that it turns out that the one who should come is coming. From the action of locking the door, it is not difficult to see that the little wizard in front of you is obviously bad.

Lupin smiled bitterly, but with the last glimmer of hope, he asked nervously.

"Halse, is there anything you came to see me for?"

"Professor Lupin, there are some things I want to talk to you alone, oh...or I should change my name...Mr. Moonface!" Ivan felt that since he wanted to talk about the map and Peter, It's better to use this name.

After hearing this familiar name, Lu Ping was like falling into the ice cellar. He didn't expect that Ivan would even investigate this.

Lu Ping had no chance of luck anymore, after all, the title of Moon Face was based on his werewolf characteristics.

Since Ivan had thrown out this hidden identity, and obviously wanted to express his knowledge of himself, the door was locked naturally to prevent himself from escaping.

Thinking of this, Lupin sighed and said.

"Halse! I didn't expect my identity to be discovered so quickly by you. As everyone said, you are the best student ever at Hogwarts. It's a pity... I'm afraid I can't give it again because of this. You got extra points!"

After Ivan's identity was discovered, Lupin didn't mean to hate Ivan.

A werewolf is indeed a little inappropriate as a professor, not to mention those students who are afraid and parents who are worried, even he himself sometimes can't help but worry about whether he will hurt others due to loss of control one day.

So even if he knew that he would lose his current job, Lupin would not blame Ivan. After all, the little wizard was just doing what he was supposed to do.

But there is one thing that Lupin can't understand. That is, Ivan Ming knows his identity as a werewolf, how dare he come to his werewolf professor's office alone? Isn't he worried that he suddenly violently wounds?

Fighting against a werewolf in this kind of enclosed space is not a good choice!

Is it absolute confidence in your own strength?

Lupin couldn't help thinking of the former two Defence Against the Dark Arts professors who had been driven away.

Although I don't know if they will have the same experience as themselves, it is obviously impossible for everyone to catch it like him.

Judging from the fate of these people, Ivan does have this proud capital. If he really starts his hands, he may not be able to beat this little wizard...

"What are you talking about, Professor?" Ivan said puzzledly, looking at Lupin, who was holding the large suitcase and seemed to be ready to pack his bags and leave.

Soon, Ivan guessed some of his thoughts, and continued to talk dumbfounded. "If you are referring to the issue of werewolf identity, then you can rest assured, I am not talking about that!"

Lupin's packing up his luggage stopped. He looked at Ivan dumbfounded, and didn't quite understand what Ivan meant.

If you are not here to expose your identity and drive yourself away, why are you locking the door?

And from Ivan's words, Lupin even heard a message that the little wizard in front of him had already known his identity as a werewolf wizard.

"Professor Lupin, if you have read the Daily Prophet of the past year, you should understand that I don't have any bad views on werewolf wizards. On the contrary, I have many werewolf friends who have been born because they understand their difficulties in life. The idea of ​​making a wolf poison potion..."

As Ivan talked freely, Lupin was shocked every time he saw him. He thought it would be better to make it clear now.

Hearing this, the heart that Lupin had been holding finally let go.

Before assuming the position of professor at Hogwarts, he even needed to plan carefully every day for lodging and eating. How can he have the money to order each issue of the Daily Prophet?

Dumbledore told him about the wolf poison potion through a letter.

Coupled with the various encounters in the magic world over the years, and Ivan's "records" of driving away two Defence Against the Dark Arts professors, Lupin will be so on guard against Ivan.

Remembering that he had deliberately avoided Ivan in order to conceal the identity of the werewolf wizard, Lupin laughed bitterly. He didn't expect that Ivan would have known his identity a long time ago, but he never said it.

"Halse, since it's not my identity problem, what else did you come to see me for today? And how do you know the name moon face?" Lupin adjusted his emotions and became curious. Asked.

Ivan did not answer directly, but took a piece of parchment that looked a little shabby from the pocket of the wizard's robe and put it on the table.

Lupin's gaze was attracted by the parchment, and his eyes flashed with surprise and nostalgia. After a long time, he looked at Ivan again with a smile.

"What a coincidence! You didn't expect this thing to be given to you. No wonder you know the name moon face. It looks like you have cracked its secret!"

"No, it's not me! George and Fred cracked it!" Ivan shook his head ~www.mtlnovel.com~ without claiming credit.

"George and Fred? The Weasley twins? Their performance in class really impressed me..."

Lupin smiled and said that for George and Fred, who are often naughty in class, Lupin still has a good impression, because it usually reminds him of the days when he was exploring together with James and Peter in school.

Ivan did not stop, and then added. "As for the meaning of several titles, I also learned from its creators."

Lupin's smile instantly froze, and he frowned and looked at Ivan. "You said you learned from other producers... Sirius? What did he tell you that night?"

"No, I questioned these secrets from the mouth of another producer!" Ivan didn't dare to push these things to Sirius's head, otherwise he would be able to easily judge himself by checking with Lupin one day. I was lying, so I just threw it to Peter.

Anyway, this guy doesn't remember anything... He just needs to say that after the cross-examination, he had to impose the Forgetting Curse on Peter...

"Another producer? Who? James? No, it can't be him...that's Peter! He's not dead yet?!" After Ivan finished speaking, Lupin's face appeared astonished. Asked very excitedly.

There are only four producers of the live map, and since Ivan said that the news was not obtained from Sirius, then only James and Peter are left!

As far as he knew, James died under the Avadaso curse of the mysterious man.

After the fall of Mysterious Man, Lupin also attended the funeral of James and Lily and saw their bodies, so it is impossible for James to come back from the dead...

Then the only person who might still be alive is Peter, who was rumored to have been "killed" by Sirius and could not find the corpse again!

"Halse, do you have any evidence to prove that Peter is still alive?" Despite some speculation in his heart, Lupin still couldn't believe this fact.

After all, why should Peter keep hiding if he is alive? Over the years, where did he hide from everyone's sight?

Lupin even wondered if Ivan had lied, or that he was also deceived!

"Evidence! It's on this map!" Ivan pointed to the map of Live Point, took out his magic wand and clicked on the blank parchment page, and read the code.

"I solemnly swear that I did nothing good!"

Delicate ink lines emerged from the blank parchment paper, spreading like spider web lines, connecting and spreading to every corner of the parchment paper, and finally formed a dynamic map, with names appearing one after another on the map.

After many years, when he heard this familiar signal Lupin again, he couldn't care about it. His eyes were fixed on the map, and soon he saw an extremely familiar name on it.

Peter the dwarf!

"He's really alive, but... how could he be alive! And still staying with Harry?" Lupin was completely confused. As one of the creators of the live map, he knew this thing very well. Vaillant.

Now that the name appears there, it proves that Peter is now in Gryffindor's bedroom and is alive and well with Harry!

"I think you should have some understanding of the original thing, then should you listen to another version of the story? The story I tortured from Peter and confirmed with Sirius Black!" Ivan said.

Lu Ping pondered for a while and solemnly nodded. When he confirmed that Peter was still alive, he knew that what happened back then must be more complicated than he thought!

Ivan was a little surprised when he saw Lupin's cooperation like this. He thought he would need to spend more time talking, and he even said it slowly after he subdued Lupin.

But it was also right. Lupin knew much more about Sirius and Peter than he did. In the original time and space, Lupin didn't even need anyone to tell him. He just guessed the general idea by himself based on Peter's name on the map.

Thinking of this, Ivan had no worries, and told the story of Peter Pettigrew's leak to Voldemort that led to the death of the Potters.

"Wait, you just said that Peter revealed the location of James' house to the mysterious man? But if I remember correctly, Sirius is the secret person. James and Sirius told me this personally!" Lupin Frowning interrupted Ivan's words, and said in confusion.

"Yes, it was like this at the beginning! But Black felt that he was too conspicuous, so he thought of an idea!

Let him act as a target on the bright side to attract the attention of Death Eaters and the Dark Lord, and then choose another trustworthy friend to be the true secretive! "Ivan explained.

"That person is Peter Pettigrew?" Lupin sighed, he already understood.

No wonder Sirius would chase Peter after James was killed by a mysterious man.

It's just that Lupin has some doubts here, so why didn't Sirius say a word or even a word of excuse when he was arrested by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic?

Facing Lupin's doubts, Ivan thought about Sirius's performance in the original time and space, and then guessed.

"He should feel that he believed the wrong person and indirectly killed his best friend, so he was discouraged and thought he had a certain responsibility, and he was willing to enter Azkaban to accept punishment... and the Ministry of Magic did not have it. Give him a chance to explain, don't you?"

Lupin nodded thoughtfully. At that time, Sirius should have thought that Peter was dead. Coupled with the downfall of the mysterious man, then only Sirius himself remained the three related people who contributed to James' death.

Judging from what he knows about Black, it is normal that Black, who is under extreme self-blame, is willing to be punished...

"By the way, Professor Lupin, why didn't you let Professor Dumbledore be the secret guard in the first place?" Ivan spoke out the question that had been holding back for a long time.

Ivan has never understood this. Since the effect of the Courageous Faithfulness Curse is so powerful, and there is only one weakness of the secret, why not just ask Dumbledore to keep the secret?

In this case, Harry's parents don't have to die...

"Because the secrets that a wizard can assume are limited, otherwise it is easy to cause conflicts, and your Principal Dumbledore already had a secret that needs to be kept...In addition, the loyalty curse also has some additional magic. Restrictions." Lupin explained vaguely.

Is it because Dumbledore wants to keep the Order of the Phoenix's residence secret?

Ivan thought of this, and suddenly realized that it was like this...

"Okay, let's not talk about this! Now that we have found the real betrayer, we can clean up Sirius. Without further ado, we'd better act now!" Lu Ping seemed very excited~www. mtlnovel.com~Since James died, Lupin thought he had lost three of his best friends in a row, two died, and one betrayed!

But I didn't expect Black to be innocent, and Peter, the man who killed James, is still alive. How can this keep Lupin not angry?

"Professor Lupin, you better calm down!" Ivan had to interrupt Lupin's fantasy aloud. "Sirius's imprisonment is very involved, most of the Ministry of Magic will obstruct it, we better wait until Professor Dumbledore returns to make plans!"

Regardless of the original misjudgment of Sirius, it seems that Fudge, a minister who has just come to power for a few years, has nothing to do with it, but the Ministry of Magic has never been made by Fudge alone... This minister is at best an interest group. Introduced representatives.

More importantly, once this matter goes out, the reputation of the entire Ministry of Magic will be affected, and the angry wizards will ignore Fudge's explanation.

Ivan clearly remembers the end of Barty Crouch Jr. in the original time and space. In order to cover up the Ministry of Magic scandal and news of Voldemort's return, Fudge did not hesitate to let the Dementor end Barty Crouch Jr. with a kiss. Strange life.

It is precisely because Ivan knows this that he will be so cautious. I just don't want Peter Pettigrew as the only witness to become the second Barty Crouch Jr...

After listening to Ivan's words, Lupin paced back and forth in the small office, his frowning brows were never loosened, and after a while, he stopped and sighed.

"Well, as you said, we really need to be careful. But even if it is, we should catch Peter first. It is too dangerous to keep him by Harry's side!"

After learning that Peter is now working as a pet with Ron in the form of a mouse, Lupin was very worried.

There is Gryffindor's bedroom, which is filled with young wizards. If Peter gets angry, the consequences will be disastrous... the street that was blown up is the proof!

"I used the Forgetting Curse on Peter to make him forget some things that he shouldn't remember. In addition, Peter has been a rat for more than ten years. Unless he is in a hurry, or his life is in danger, it is unlikely. Suddenly furious."

Ivan shook his head and explained that as long as Peter still wants to live, it is impossible to actively expose himself.

Then Ivan continued to speak.

"As for the placement of Peter before Professor Dumbledore returns, I already have a plan. I have already made a special cage to detain Peter, but it will only take a few days!"

How cunning and forbearing Peter Ivan couldn't be clearer. Once Peter was wary, it was not easy to take care of him.

Unless Peter is insured with a coma spell several times a day, Ivan is a little worried after all that Peter will starve to death.

So he still prefers to be like the original time-space young Barty Crouch imprisoning Mad-Eye Moody, making a special cage for imprisonment, and then looking for someone to stare at, or simply take it with him!

Ivan has asked Dobby to buy the materials needed to make the cage, and he can make them in a few days.

According to Ivan's estimation, it should be available right after Harry and Sirius met, and then he would be able to put Peter in a cage and leave it to Sirius to take care of.

Ivan told Lupin about his follow-up plan, and Lupin spoke after thinking for a while.

"Hals, since you have your own plan, follow this one. If you need help, just tell me!"

Ivan's plan has been considered thoroughly, and Lupin can't think of a better way to deal with it. Temporary changes may make mistakes.

But looking at the thirteen-year-old little wizard in front of him, Lupin was very emotional. Ivan was even better than he had originally expected.

He was able to discover Peter, who had been hiding for many years with a live map, and boldly contacted Sirius to crack the truth of the matter.

It is even possible to consider the next actions of the Ministry of Magic and give corresponding plans. It is difficult for Lu Ping to imagine such wisdom and action ability in a minor wizard.

The two discussed for a while, and after agreeing on some details, Ivan left.

Lupin was persuaded very smoothly, and Ivan immediately felt refreshed, and it was not easy to find someone to talk about the secrets he had held for so long.

All the way from the professor's office back to Gryffindor's lounge, Ivan was startled by the scene as soon as he opened the door.

Wood, George and others were wearing gold and red Quidditch costumes, and Harry was among them.

They all had broomsticks in their hands and looked like they were going to march. After seeing Ivan who opened the door, George and Fred greeted him happily, patted his shoulder and said.

"Halse! We have been waiting for you for a long time, and you are finally back!"

"En...Professor Lupin suddenly asked me something, so I came back a bit late." Ivan then explained, and then looked at their neat costumes, he couldn't help but vomit.

"What's wrong with you? Planning to play Quidditch in the break room?"

"No, we just think this is more ritual!" George shook his head and said solemnly.

"Yes! This will remind you of the feeling of fighting with everyone last year!" Fred tried hard to put on a serious expression.

Harry and the others in team uniforms were very embarrassed. They felt that they shouldn't agree with George and Fred's obvious nonsense suggestion, but it was obviously too late to quit.

So they can only bite the bullet and speak to Ivan with the lively eyes of many little wizards in the lounge.

"Hals... come back and play with us! Only you can save this game!"

"Yeah, you don't want to see us lose this year's Quidditch trophy, do you?"

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A group of Gryffindor players offered their words of consolation. Ivan's expression was very weird. He wanted to vomit, but seeing everyone's serious appearance, he swallowed the words again.

"Ivan, we have said so much, don't you have the feeling that your blood is boiling and your body is about to burn?" George looked at Ivan, who hadn't expressed his opinion, and said with a heartache.

He and Fred thought for a long time before they thought of such a "sensational" method of persuasion, and spent a long time reluctantly persuading everyone to implement the plan, but unexpectedly the result did not seem to meet their previous expectations.

At this time, Captain Wood pulled George and the others away, walked straight to Ivan, put his hands on Ivan's shoulders, and said excitedly.

"Halse! Now is the most critical moment, the Gryffindor team needs you!

You can mention it if you have any conditions! As long as we can get this year's Quidditch trophy... I can also give you the position of captain! "

Wood's tone is very sincere~www.mtlnovel.com~ This year is his last year at Hogwarts, he really doesn't want to leave any regrets...

"Sorry... Captain! You should know that I don't play anymore!" Ivan sighed helplessly. He is currently thinking about how to deal with Peter Pettigrew. How can he be in the mood to play Quidditch? odd!

What's more, Ivan is very clear that in the original time and space, Gryffindor successfully won this year's Quidditch trophy, whether he is the same or not!

However, after being rejected by Ivan, Wood did not give up, but tirelessly persuaded like cowhide sugar.

George and the others also followed suit, exaggerating the seriousness of the matter, as if Ivan would not participate in the competition, the magical world would have a major crisis the next day...

For a time, Ivan had the illusion that he was going out to save the world instead of playing a Quidditch game..

Fred shamelessly hugged Ivan's thigh and cried pretendingly, claiming that if Ivan didn't agree to come down, Wood would jump into the black lake and drown tomorrow...

"Well, you guys stop and stop first... I have to think about this for a few days before I talk about it!" Ivan was so annoyed that he could only say helplessly.

George, Wood and others did not dare to push too hard, and after seeing that Ivan was willing to give in and consider, they temporarily stopped.

It's just that Wood kept hinting to Harry before leaving, asking him to do more of Ivan's thought work.

"Oh...it's really troublesome, I don't have time to play any Quidditch game..." Ivan sighed and returned to the bedroom with a headache.

Ron next to him was envious, and he didn't understand why Ivan was upset.

If Wood and George were able to invite him to join the Quidditch team like this, he would jump up happily. Even if he was not in class, he would have to get the Quidditch trophy. What a great honor. what!

Ron imagined in his heart, after opening the door and walking into the bedroom, his attention was drawn to the package by the window.

"What is this? Who sent the package? Is it a Halloween gift sent in advance?" Ron took a few steps forward quickly.

It was a very beautiful package, which looked more than a meter long, and was tied in circles with a gold-red ribbon. There was a card hanging underneath, and it was written in black ink and sent to Harry Potter. Mr.

"Harry, this thing seems to be sent to you! It looks strange, it doesn't even have the signature of the mailer!" Ron turned his head and greeted him.

Harry was at a loss as to who would send something to himself at this time, but the packaging was quite expensive.

Harry unpacked the package curiously and opened the box. He was stunned for a moment, staring at the contents of the box with his eyes, like a demon.

Ron was surprised at his reaction, glanced into the box, and took a breath...

A gleaming, exquisite flying broom was placed in the box like this, and it looked a little dazzling under the reflection of the sun.

Ron knew very well, that was the light piled up with Jin Jialong...

"I'm not mistaken? This is Firebolt? Who gave it to you?" Ron recovered after a long time, swallowed and asked.

"How do I know?" Harry was also a little stunned. While surprised, he kept wondering in his heart who would give him such a valuable thing.

Dursley's? That's absolutely impossible, they hate that it's too late...

Professor McGonagall? His last broom was given by Professor McGonagall, but Harry knew that Professor McGonagall was unlikely to sell him an over-spec item like Firebolt...

The only one who knew Ivan didn't speak. Of course he knew that this Firebolt was the handwriting of Sirius, but he didn't expect this gift to be delivered in advance.

Ivan originally thought that Sirius would give it as a Christmas gift like Original Time and Space, or wait until the two met before giving Harry a surprise.

Scabbard, who was hiding in Ron's pocket, sneaked out to look at them when he heard the movement.

Although Peter didn't know what the Firebolt was and how expensive it was, he heard from Ron's words that someone had sent a broom to Harry anonymously, which made him think of something, a heart. On the mentioned throat...

Just then, another owl flew in from the window, clutching a large package in its paws, which looked exactly like the package of the Firebolt...

However, clutching such a large object and flying so high, even if a weight reduction spell was imposed on the package, the owl as a messenger was tired enough, flapped its wings and flew slowly towards a few people.

"This.. Isn't this the second Firebolt?!" Ron stammered.

Ivan was also surprised. Did Sirius accidentally fill in the wrong amount when buying the broomstick and sent Harry two Firebolts?

"It seems to be for you this time, Ivan!" The sharp-eyed Harri first saw the name on the package and said.

Sure enough, the owl took the package and threw it in front of Ivan, then turned his head and flew away.

Ivan was extremely confused and opened the package. The difference from Harry's was that in addition to a firebolt, there was a letter in the box.

Ivan opened the envelope and read it, only to realize that this firebolt was purchased by Sirius in order to thank him for doing these things for him.

In the words of Sirius, he was ready to buy a Firebolt for Harry anyway, and he didn't care about buying one more...

In the letter, Sirius also asked him whether he liked the gift of broomsticks, and if he had no interest in Quidditch, he could change something else next time.

After reading the entire letter, Ivan was shocked by Sirius's behavior. This is too rich... In the face of firebolt, he can say "I don't care about buying more".

Harry and Ron leaned forward to check the contents of the envelope, but Ivan put the envelope away first.

Although this letter sent over only mentioned the words of thanks to him, it did not say too much specific content. But if the person watching the letter is smart enough and knows Sirius very well, he might be able to guess something.

After all, there are not many people who are so rich and still have connections with Harry...

"Ivan, who the **** sent these two packages?" Harry said. He got a Firebolt somehow. He was delighted but also very upset. Of course he wanted to understand this.

"Yeah, what did the letter say?" Ron was also curious.

Ivan glanced blindly at Scabbers, who was eavesdropping while pulling Ron's pocket, and said.

"This letter was sent by Professor Dumbledore. He learned that Harry accidentally fell from mid-air while playing and broke his broomstick. Now he is very worried about Harry's safety...

In addition, the professor also knew that Harry was troubled by the Dementor thing recently, so he sent this Firebolt in the hope that Harry can cheer up soon! "

Ivan pretended to be emotional, and he almost believed it as he spoke.

No way, who made Sirius buy two Firebolts on a whim, and he insisted on sending a letter, he could only explain that.

Originally, Ivan wanted to say that the things were sent by Lupin, so it would be convenient to lie and not easy to wear.

But Lupin's daily performance was too poor, even wearing patched clothes, it seemed impossible to afford Firebolt, so Dumbledore was the only one to carry the pot.

And only Dumbledore can easily take out so much Jin Jialong to buy two Firebolts...

Ivan's words silenced Harry, and he felt the heavy weight in it as he touched the sparkling firebolt in the package.

He did not expect Professor Dumbledore to be far away, so he cared and missed himself so much!

Harry was very moved, tears rolled in his eyes, and he secretly made a decision in his heart, not to be able to live up to Professor Dumbledore's expectations.

He must overcome his fear of the Dementors and win this year's Quidditch Trophy!

Ron looked at Harry enviously, plus the invisibility cloak back, which had been given to Harry anonymously by Professor Dumbledore for the second time.

But looking at the broomstick in front of Ivan, Ron asked strangely. "Then why did Professor Dumbledore send you a Firebolt?"

Before Ivan could speak, Harry guessed and said:

"This should be Professor Dumbledore's reward for Ivan! After all, he saved so many people on the Quidditch pitch... In addition, the professor probably doesn't want Ivan's Quidditch talent to be buried in this way. Up."

Harry said this and turned his head to look at Ivan. He felt that Ivan's flying talent was much better than himself.

Harry was a pity when I heard that Ivan had quit the Quidditch team. He believed that Professor Dumbledore's gift of Firebolt to Ivan must have such a profound meaning!

"Well, that's right! That's what Harry said!"

Under the gazes of Harry and Ron, Ivan nodded with a weird look.

All the words he just said were made up temporarily, and he didn't expect that Harry would not only make up a lie from him and continue it, it sounded inexplicably reasonable.

This makes Ivan want to vomit, you can actually make up more than me?

After that, Ivan continued to add as if thinking of something. "By the way, Professor Dumbledore doesn't want this to be known to others, otherwise other teams would say he is partial!"

Harry and Ron nodded. Of course, they understood this truth. They all stated that they would be tight-lipped and would never tell them!

Seeing that they had promised readily, Yifan stopped talking, and instead parted a part of his mind to check the situation.

The gray-black mouse changed its nervous appearance and slipped back into Ron's pocket with a lack of interest.

From the words of Harry and others, it only heard the message that "Dumbledore bought two seemingly expensive broomsticks to Harry who was hit, and Ivan who performed well." It was not worth paying attention to.

It's just that Ron is still a little unwilling to give up. He looked at the two Firebolts on the table and said with envy. "Harry, Ivan! Do you think Professor Dumbledore might have bought a Firebolt for each of us?"

Harry was speechless for a while, not knowing how to reply, fearing that Ron's self-confidence would be hit...

Ivan rolled his eyes, you want to be beautiful!

Ron has no corresponding merits, nor is he a godson of Sirius. At best, he is a friend of Harry. Wanting to get a firebolt is a idiot. No matter how rich Sirius is, he cannot be so prodigal...

However, Ron moved a small stool and sat by the window hopefully, looking at the endless blue sky outside the window, looking forward to a third owl flying in with a big package in his mouth and throwing it in front of him.

Two of his good friends can get a Firebolt, but it doesn't make sense to himself... Professor Dumbledore would certainly not be so partial!

Ivan saw Ron's behavior in his eyes and shook his head in his heart, but without any advice, he took away the firebolt sent by Sirius on the table.

If the matter of Peter Pettigrew can be resolved smoothly, and there is just some spare time, Ivan can think about the big Quidditch.

After all, at the end of the semester, a Quidditch trophy can also give him a lot of grade points.

Just as Ivan was thinking about things, Harry suddenly came over, hesitated for a while and asked. "Ivan, can you teach me how to resist dementors?"

"What? Haven't you gone to study with Professor Lupin these days?" Ivan was a little surprised, he remembered reminding Harry before.

"I have already looked for it, but Professor Lu Ping seems to be in poor health recently, saying that he will be free after a while, and Professor Lu Ping also said that you have a deeper understanding of the Patronus Mantra than him, so you can learn directly Okay..." Harry said helplessly.

"Is that so?" Ivan raised his eyebrows, and soon thought that Lupin was not in good health. It should be because the night of the full moon was about to come, and he was not in the mood to give Harry a small stove under anxiety.

"Well, since you are willing to believe in my teaching standards, of course I can teach you!" Ivan thought for a while, and finally agreed.

He felt that he could use this opportunity to explain Peter's affairs to Harry, so as not to cause any misunderstandings when Harry and Sirius met...

Seeing Ivan's agreement, Harry was very happy. Since this school year, the Dementor has almost become his demon. He really doesn't want to faint feebly every time he encounters the Dementor.

"Don't be happy so early. I don't have as much teaching experience as Professor Lupin. The teaching method may be rougher. You have to be mentally prepared!" Ivan said solemnly.

rough?

Although Harry was a little worried, he nodded solemnly, saying that no matter how difficult it was, he would stick to it.

"Then when do we start?" Harry said eagerly, he couldn't wait to know how to deal with dementors.

"I need to prepare some props, so let's set it to tomorrow evening! As for tonight, you will get acquainted with the spell first!" Ivan said, and then demonstrated it to Harry.

"Holy guard!" Ivan chanted a spell and waved the wand in his hand with a strange frequency.

Stars of white light appeared at once, endless white mist gushing from the top of the magic wand, calm and peaceful emotions gradually poured into my heart~www.mtlnovel.com~Holy guard! "Harry tried hard to remember the spell, the movement and this wonderful feeling in his mind, and then he waved his wand and chanted the spell, but it was a pity that nothing happened.

Harry wasn't discouraged either. Obviously, this kind of advanced spell could not be learned in a short while. He quickly practiced it on his own.

Ivan demonstrated for a while, then put away his wand, thinking in his heart how to teach tomorrow.

The only two Boguts in Hogwarts are now killed, and Ivan estimates that there will be no third one in a short time.

But it doesn't matter if there is no Bogut...There are so many dementors near the school, wouldn't it be okay to just grab one?

Ivan is also preparing to do this, so he reminds Harry that the process of teaching may be rough...

The next afternoon, after finishing the last class,

Ivan avoided the crowd and went to the potion storage room of the responsive house on the eighth floor.

"Dobby!" Ivan snapped his fingers habitually.

The next moment, the faithful house elf appeared in front of him, holding a sack in his hand, and said respectfully.

"Sir, what you asked me to buy!"

"Well, good, go and do it yourself!" Ivan nodded.

Dobby put the sack on the table and consciously disappeared into the responsive room.

After Dobby left, Ivan took out a bottle of basilisk blood and a special quill pen from the cabinet, preparing to draw the isolation magic text on the sack.

The alchemy he mastered can not only be used to make magic props, but also can temporarily give some characteristics to ordinary items, and the easy-to-understand ones are enchanting with duration.

It's just that in the process of drawing magic texts, things containing magic power are usually needed as carriers, and the blood of magical creatures is naturally the first choice.

It happened that when he killed the basilisk last year, he collected a large amount of snake blood, some of which survived and did not sell, which facilitated his work of drawing magic texts.

The blood of the Millennium Basilisk contained a huge amount of magic power. Even if it was restricted to a dementor, it was enough to make the enchanting effect last for half a month, which was enough for Harry to learn the Patronus Curse.

The energy spent drawing magic texts is much less than making a magic item, especially for Ivan, who has already reached the sixth level of alchemy.

In just over ten minutes, complex patterns have surfaced on the surface of the sack, and the magical fluorescence gradually began to appear, and then slowly fell silent.

Ivan threw down the quill pen in satisfaction, tidied things up briefly, rolled up the sack and stuffed it into his robe, and left the responsive room.

Finding a secluded place outside Hogwarts Castle alone, Ivan looked around and saw no one, then used his blood magic once again-Bogut Transfiguration!

The magic power in his body was instantly mobilized and filled his whole body. The next moment Ivan felt his body melt and twist, and his stool became higher and higher, and black mist filled his surroundings.

What worries Ivan the most is that his eyes are losing light and are blocked by a thick cocoon.

But perhaps it was the reason that the deformation was not in place. In the end, he still retained a part of his vision, but seeing things dimly and highly myopia.

Fortunately, while his vision is affected, his other perception abilities are being amplified, and he has acquired a special ability to perceive everything around him without his eyes...

The whole world seems to have become another appearance, with all kinds of colors everywhere...

Ivan tried to speak, but what he vomited was a chill, and his brain was even colder. Various emotions were suppressed to the extreme. Fortunately, this did not affect his normal thinking.

This is the first time Ivan has experienced such a magical experience. It seems that the creature like Dementor is even more special than he thought.

As Ivan was adjusting to his body, he faintly felt that there seemed to be something on the side of the castle that was attracting him.

However, he opened the cloak he was wearing and glanced into the cloak, but he couldn't see where his feet were. In the dim sight, only the enchanted sacks dragged by the black mist in the cloak, and the rotting corpses hidden in the mist...

How should I move without feet? Can you use it?

Ivan thought about it this way, and his body floated along with his mind, and his body didn't seem to have any weight, just like a maple leaf.

After getting used to it for a while, Ivan flew slowly towards Hogwarts Castle in the distance. The closer he was, the more attractive he could feel.

Under the special sense of sight, a large number of colorful, steam-like things constantly wafted out of the castle, making Ivan feel greedy...

After thinking about it carefully, Ivan quickly guessed the source of these things, which should be the various emotions that the students radiated daily...that is, the most delicious food in the dementor's opinion.

"Give me...stop...come!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came over, which really shocked Ivan.

Ivan glanced around and saw several dementors floating down from the air. It seemed that the sudden sound just now was the work of these dementors.

The drifting dementors gathered around Ivan and kept spinning, and the surrounding air became more and more cold...

Surrounded by the center, Ivan is very nervous. Although the dementor he used to transform his bloodline magic has similar characteristics to the original version, it is not a real dementor, so Ivan is not sure whether his disguise will be wrong. Will be seen through.

If it's on the ground, it's okay, he's a big deal back to his original form, and he can easily take care of the dementors who surround him with the patron saint spell.

However, it is still in mid-air, it is still very troublesome to start, maybe it will alarm the professors and magicians in the school.

Just when Ivan was hesitating whether he should run away or attack first, the dementors gathered around him said intermittently.

"Don't... get too close, below... there is a horror... a wizard... very short... with long robes and golden hair."

"Also...white...one-horned horse...attention!"

"Terror! Very troublesome, don't... go down!"

...

The whirring wind echoed in Ivan's ears, and it was automatically transformed into intermittent words.

After understanding their meaning, Ivan was relieved~www.mtlnovel.com~ Then I realized that the dementors who gathered around were kindly persuading him not to enter the castle, otherwise there would be trouble.

It's just that the more I listen to Ivan, the more it feels wrong. Why do these dementors seem to be themselves?

Combining with the legendary title obtained a few days ago, Ivan is even more certain about this speculation. Unexpectedly, the dementors, who represent fear, will have a day of fear...

But which dementor was it just now that smeared his shortness behind his back?

Obviously he is very tall compared to other little wizards of the same age...

Ivan looked around with the sight that was nearly blind, and felt that every dementor looked the same, and he couldn't tell which one was the one that blacked himself just now.

Ivan was simply too lazy to care about these crazy guys, turned around and prepared to find a single dementor near Hogwarts, and pack it away in a sack.

However, Ivan soon discovered that this group of dementors were not willing to let him go just like that, and continued to circle around him without saying anything, and pushed as if they wanted to get him to the sky...

Work.. patrol! "

"Can't... be lazy!"

"Don't... go down, you will trouble... us..."

...

The whirring wind reached Ivan's ears, coupled with the push of these dementors, Ivan had no choice but to put on a gang and temporarily dispelled the idea of ​​finding the target, and followed the group of dementors patrolling the sky above the castle. .

In the middle of the journey, Ivan was not idle either, trying to communicate with this group of evil creatures and inquiring about some information.

After a period of questioning, Ivan had a deeper understanding of the group of Dementors.

These monsters are not as chaotic as he originally imagined. They can't help but communicate with each other, and they can also cooperate with each other and even discuss tactics.

It is that IQ is not high, about the same as a child of a few years old, and his thinking is rather chaotic, and he is full of thoughts about how to do things, and occasionally complains about the inhumane treatment of the Ministry of Magic.

Compared to patrolling in Hogwarts, they miss life in Azkaban more.

There is plenty of food there. In addition to being unable to execute prisoners and absorb their souls at will, Azkaban is simply their paradise...

This contrast in life makes them even more disgusted with the people of the Ministry of Magic. The dementors have not been able to eat a good meal for months, and they are all suffocated. Last time I finally made up my mind that I wanted to break into the school to have a good meal, but I was beaten back in disgrace...

Listening to the complaints of these dementors, Ivan inexplicably felt that the dementors were pure-minded creatures and easily satisfied.

It's just that their ideas are too evil for wizards or Muggles, and will only take away happiness and leave pain.

This kind of contradiction can't be alleviated at all, and the Ministry of Magic allows them to take care of the prison is the only way out for the dementors.

After talking with these dementors for a while, Ivan took advantage of the opportunity to patrol the castle separately and obtained the right to act alone, wandering around Hogwarts alone.

After swaying for a while, Ivan finally found a single target guarding the entrance in the wooded path outside Hogwarts Castle, and leaned forward pretending to be patrolling.

Ivan's approach immediately attracted the attention of the dementor. Due to the Ministry's order, all the dementors must stay at their posts or patrol the sky. Dementors like Ivan are running around. It is very conspicuous.

"I... discovered... Sirius... Black's trail..." Ivan learned the chaotic and intermittent tone of the dementors before he waited for the other person to ask.

After hearing Ivan's words, the dementor in front of him did not express any doubt, but eagerly floated to Ivan's body. It knew exactly what a prisoner meant.

That means that delicious food that can be enjoyed at will, especially Sirius Black, who is a criminal fugitive, will not be punished by the Ministry of Magic even if he smokes the soul of the opponent.

"You're waiting... right here!" Ivan cautiously looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he put his withered and rotten palms into his cloak and took out a big sack...

The Dementor had no eyesight, but he used special senses to look at Ivan's movements and the surrounding scenes. He felt strange. Could it be that Black was in this bag?

The dementor curiously moved his head to the mouth of the bag to look at it, and then felt that the mouth of the bag seemed to be getting closer and closer to him...

With the sound of the wind waving the sack, Ivan put the somewhat dazed dementor in the bag and couldn't help but vomit.

"It's too easy..."

Don't the dementors be wary of their kind?

Ivan thinks it's very possible. After all, these simple creatures seem to have conflicts due to uneven distribution only when they take on the emotions of wizards. They are usually happy to get together and act...

Now that he had caught a dementor, Ivan stopped thinking about it, and was about to fly back to the castle to find a place to change back to the original.

At this moment, the voice of conversation faintly passed from a distance.

Ivan frowned. How could anyone come here at this point in time?

Ivan hid the sack containing the dementor in his empty cloak, and created more black fog to cover up the abnormality of the body, pretending to be the dementor guarding the aisle just now, and waited for the other person to pass by. .

"Hey, isn't that Umbridge? How could she be here?" Ivan cast his gaze over there, just in time to see Professor McGonagall walking out of the corner on one side, and there was a chunky man in a pink floral dress next to him. Middle-aged witch.

Ivan instantly recognized this twitchy middle-aged witch. This was the Umbridge he had seen two years ago...

McGonagall, with a calm face, was telling Umbridge seriously about the dementors' mass riot a few days ago and broke into the Quidditch stadium to attack students.

"You said those dementors broke the regulations of the Ministry of Magic and broke into the school forcibly?" Umbridge, a special investigator of the Ministry of Magic, raised his throat, showing a very surprised expression, and then soon He shook his head resolutely and continued to speak.

"No way! These dementors are employed by the Ministry of Magic, and they would never dare to enter the castle without ordering them, let alone attack the students there..."

"Really?" Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows and reminded him. "All the students in Hogwarts can testify about this. I think the Ministry of Magic should have received letters from students' parents recently!"

Umbridge's face suddenly became very ugly.

These days ~www.mtlnovel.com~, on average, hundreds of roaring letters have been sent to various departments of the Ministry of Magic every day, which has seriously disrupted their daily government affairs!

The Ministry of Magic even needs to send special personnel to deal with the daily letters, separate the roaring letters, and destroy them with special magic.

Although cursing the dementors in his heart, Umbridge is not prepared to admit this vicious incident caused by the Ministry of Magic's mistakes...

Umbridge prefers another explanation.

For example... the dementors who accidentally broke into the Quidditch stadium were actually spotting Sirius. Under the chase, they accidentally disturbed the students and caused a misunderstanding, which led to the conflict!

However, McGonagall wouldn't be fooled like this, and he was not prepared to speak with Umbridge. Instead, he asked the Ministry of Magic to evacuate these dementors from the castle.

After the last riot happened, McGonagall no longer has any expectations for the safety of those dementors. This is the first time, maybe there will be a second time!

This will seriously affect the safety of the students in the castle...

After McGonagall proposed to evacuate the dementor, Umbridge's eyes widened in disbelief, looked at McGonagall in surprise, and screamed:

"Oh my god, how can you think that? If these dementors are evacuated without their protection, what about the children in Hogwarts? What if Black sneaks in..."

"He's already been in once! Sneaked into the castle, right under the noses of these dementors!" McGonagall interrupted Umbridge's words, ignoring the sullen face of the other party, and said again.

"As for the children's safety, we professors will be responsible for it!"

Umbridge firmly disagreed with the withdrawal of the dementors from the castle, and insisted that the dementors group had succumbed to the authority of the Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic would at best send more people to supervise them.

Moreover, Umbridge suspected that McGonagall deliberately exaggerated the severity of the matter. Hundreds of dementors broke into the castle and were driven away by a third-grade wizard. How could this be possible?

If there were only a few dementors, it would be the same...

Umbridge thought that even he couldn't handle so many dementors at once, let alone a student.

McGonagall was suddenly grinned by Umbridge's remarks. Ivan had driven away a large number of dementors in the riot when he was on the train. Umbridge, a senior official of the Ministry of Magic, did not May not know.

This time the Dementors invaded the Quidditch Stadium, it is undoubtedly a replica of that riot...

McGonagall was angry, but more helpless. She knew very well that Umbridge was so arrogant and wanted to dilute the impact of the Dementor riot as much as possible, and to characterize the matter.

Although he knew that he couldn't beat the Ministry of Magic, McGonagall insisted that the students in the castle and Professor Snape who were present at the time could prove it for the safety of the students.

Everyone is willing to testify!

Of course Umbridge couldn't agree to this, and shook his head without thinking about it.

But when he saw the dementor guarding the front entrance, Umbridge felt his eyes light up, turned his head to McGonagall, and said in a sharp voice. "Well, we can ask these dementors..."

McGonagall's expression is very weird, ask Dementor? Let these monsters report themselves?

At this time, Umbridge had walked up to the seemingly clever Dementor, and McGonagall could only follow.

"I'm a senior commissioner of the Ministry of Magic. Someone said that you invaded the Quidditch Stadium at Hogwarts two days ago. Is that true? Or that you accidentally discovered Black's whereabouts in the castle, so you made a mistake. There?"

Umbridge put on a business-like attitude and asked questions, but the words were full of hints.

As a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge naturally knew that creatures like dementors were not as confused and brainless as the outside world told them. On the contrary, they could understand and execute orders, obviously possessing not low intelligence.

So the choice is obvious...

Even considering that it is difficult for dementors to express their meaning clearly, Umbridge said very intimately: "If it is the former, please nod! Just shake your head by accident..."

McGonagall frowned, what could he ask in this way?

However, what made the two of them stunned was that the dementor in front of him nodded honestly...

The smile on Umbridge's face was suddenly stunned. She wondered if she hadn't said clearly, so she coughed slightly, and emphasized every word.

"I mean if you break into Hogwarts Quidditch Stadium forcibly, regardless of Ministry of Magic regulations, then you will be punished very severely! But if you make a mistake because of chasing Blake, then the Ministry of Magic It is possible to consider letting the past go!"

If possible, Umbridge could not wait to kill all the dementors who caused the trouble!

But it's not easy to find a group of guys who don't need money and are willing to obey orders, so Umbridge can only bite the bullet and give the dementor another chance.

But what broke Umbridge is that the dementor nodded faster...

Professor McGonagall was also very surprised, so he asked tentatively. "So you entered the stadium to attack the students there, **** their happiness, and even devour their souls?"

Yeah! We are such a group of brutal, emotionless soul-absorbing machines!

Ivan nodded again very honestly!

This time even Professor McGonagall was speechless. She originally thought that the evil and cruel creatures like Dementors must be very cunning, but she didn't expect that they were actually a group of gangsters, who would say everything...

"I think we have asked clearly enough, right? Umbridge?" Professor McGonagall said.

Umbridge's body trembled, and his chest was violently ups and downs. At this time, he was almost mad.

Which **** told her that the Dementor is a magical creature with no low intelligence?

This is simply a group of mental retardation!

"Yes! I think it's already clear! So you dementors violated the regulations of the Ministry of Magic and acted privately in an attempt to attack the students in the castle..."

Umbridge gritted her teeth and said, she drew out her wand angrily, pointed it at Ivan in front of her, and roared grimly.

"ExpectoPatronum! (Hushen guard

At the next moment, a white light suddenly appeared, flying out the dementor who was about to nod...

Suddenly suffered a heavy blow, Ivan was so frightened, he patted his body quickly, and was very fortunate to find that he did not seem to be injured, and even the black mist floating on his body did not decrease.

I don't know if it was because the patron saint curse released by Umbridge was too weak, or because he was not a real dementor.

Maybe it's both...

Ivan looked at Umbridge who was very angry but failed to greet the patron saint ~www.mtlnovel.com~. While surprised at the other party's poor spellcasting level, he was still a little nervous.

He knew what he had just behaved too much, and directly angered Umbridge.

Although Ivan felt that Umbridge could not do anything to himself, what if the sack hidden in the cloak fell out? What would McGonagall and Umbridge think?

One Dementor suddenly wanted to kidnap another Dementor?

Just as Ivan's brain was wide open and he was hesitating about how to step down, the clear sky suddenly became gloomy. A large group of black clouds gathered in the sky at some point, and even sank extremely quickly. ..

This is obviously not a dark cloud, but a large group of dementors gathered together,

Ivan, who was still in a dilemma, finally breathed a sigh of relief, greeted him as if he had seen a savior, and shouted aloud.

"The investigator of the Ministry of Magic beat the dementor!"